• A white hot flame inside my heart.
    But it does not hurt.
    Only when its red it burns.

    When its white that's when I care and maybe love, because its when things are pure it will burn the brightest with all my strength.

    But when its red I hope that the one I care for the most will be there when I have to put it out, but I hope she's the one to ignite it to burn pure again.